The Rebirth of the Stormy Prosperity Strategy

Imperial City——

As soon as they stepped into the imperial city, three groups of people gathered and surrounded them.

Ming Beilin protected Jun Guhong behind him and said to Ruo Xiangsi on the steps: "Saint, I have fulfilled the bet with Bi Hailin. It's time to fulfill your promise."

Ruo Xiangsi nodded, holding the Saint's scepter in one hand. The wind gently blew her white dress, making her look so dignified and elegant.

"As for the bet, the Ruo family will definitely keep their promise and be loyal to His Majesty the Demon Lord for life and will not have any second thoughts. But since we have pledged our loyalty to His Majesty the Demon Lord, we naturally have to help His Majesty get rid of disasters." Ruo Xiangsi's eyes slowly shifted from Ming Beilin to Jun Guhong behind him.

Ming Beilin vaguely felt that something was wrong, so he moved to the side and tried his best to block Jun Guhong's figure. However, Jun Guhong was a head taller than him, so even if he wanted to block him, he couldn't.

The silver phoenix head on the Saint's staff slowly pointed at Jun Guhong, whose head was exposed. Ruo Xiangsi's voice also changed from gentle to a little cold: "Jun Guhong is not from my demon clan, he is from the ghost world, lurking beside the Demon Lord with ill intentions."

"What..." Ming Beilin turned his head and looked at the person behind him.

Jun Guhong was also a little panicked. He thought he had disguised himself well. Could it be that when he was blocking the arrow for Ming Beilin, he accidentally exposed his identity as a ghost?

"Are you from the ghost world?" Ming Beilin looked at him with wide eyes, waiting for his explanation.

"Yes."

At this point, Jun Guhong no longer wanted to hide it from him. From the time they had communicated with each other until now, he had been troubled by the issue of concealing his identity. Now that it had been exposed, he actually felt a little relieved.

"Capture him!" Ruo Xiangsi gave an order, and all the troops rushed forward. Ming Beilin subconsciously stuffed the token on his waist into Jun Guhong's hand: "If you take him, you can leave the demon world and go back to where you came from."

"how about you?"

"For the sake of the Demon Lord, Ruo Xiangsi dare not touch me."

"I will definitely come back to find you."

Ming Beilin was startled, then came back to his senses and nodded: "Well, I'll wait for you."

Jun Guhong was originally a Shadow Guard, and with the help of Ming Beilin, he escaped easily.

Instead, Ming Beilin was captured by Ruo Xiangsi in one fell swoop, his cultivation and spiritual power were sealed, and he was thrown into a dungeon to await trial.

However, she did not make things too difficult for Ming Beilin. She just sealed his spiritual power and cultivation and detained him like an ordinary prisoner without any torture.

"Where is the Demon Lord?" Ming Beilin turned his back to Ruo Xiangsi and faced the wall without looking at her. After all, the two of them used to be Mo Luofan's strongest right-hand man. Now that the left and right hands started fighting, it was really a joke. Now he only hoped that Ruo Xiangsi could keep her promise and ask her family to follow the Demon Lord from now on and help him solve his problems.

"The Demon Lord is fine, he just took some sleeping pills." Ruo Xiangsi walked into the cage, the heels of her shoes making some slight sounds as they stepped on the straw. Only then did Ming Beilin turn his head and look at her.

The white and pink clothes made her skin look fair and tender. The skirt was short in front and long in the back. The white and pink boots of the same color had the soles raised a little at the back, making her look taller. Seeing her outfit, Ming Beilin snorted with disdain.

"Yan, why did you let Jun Guhong go?"

"So what if I let him go?"

"A sneak attack on the Demon Lord is a serious crime. The Ruo family needs a scapegoat."

Scapegoat?

Ming Beilin raised his head and looked at her: "You mean you want to push Jun Guhong to talk back? Do you think the Demon Lord is a fool and will believe you?"

"Of course I have a perfect plan. The Demon Lord will not listen to only my one-sided story, but if you add your words, he will definitely believe it." Ruo Xiangsi sighed and told her plan: "We will push everything onto Jun Guhong. He is originally from the ghost world. As long as we give consistent confessions and say that he used poison to seduce the Demon Lord and sow discord, our Ruo family can clear the suspicion, and the Demon Lord will feel more at ease when employing people. We will just pretend that this happened without anyone noticing."

"Heh." Ming Beilin smiled unconsciously, full of sarcasm: "Let me tell you a story. When the Demon Lord was fourteen years old, a fire broke out in the Demon Suppression Hall of Qingyuan Sect. Dozens of evil demons were born and wreaked havoc on the world. All the disciples insisted that it was the fault of the disciples guarding the temple. The head of the sect at that time asked the Demon Lord who did it. Of course, the Demon Lord knew who the real murderer was. It was none other than his good master Mo Xiaolan who did it after getting drunk. For ordinary disciples, burning down the Demon Suppression Hall was just a punishment, and they would be put in solitary confinement and beaten. , but for a famous immortal master, any stain will be infinitely magnified, so in order to protect the reputation of the peak master, all the Qingyuan Sect disciples insisted that it was the guarding disciple who did it, including the Demon Lord. They said one thing and another, and even white was said to be black. At that time, the guarding disciple was so scared that he almost fainted. Finally, Mo Xiaolan came out to admit it, and only then cleared the disciple's grievances. The Demon Lord once asked her, it is clear that the victory is in hand, as long as she does not intervene, this matter can be completely cleared. Do you know what Mo Xiaolan replied?"

Ming Beilin stared into Ruo Xiangsi's eyes and said, "You can please everyone in the world, but can you deceive your own conscience? All beings are equal, why do you want to put your own mistakes on others? This matter caused quite a stir at the time. Almost every so-called innocent immortal master pointed at her spine and said that she didn't know how to behave and drank too much, and felt that she didn't deserve the fame at that time. Seven days later, when Mo Xiaolan captured the scattered evil monsters, she used her strength to shut up that group of people."

Ruo Xiangsi frowned and asked, "Do you want me to let go of this opportunity and learn from Master Mo's noble character? I'm sorry, I can't do it. There are nearly a thousand people behind me. I'm not single, so I can't do it."

"What I mean is, this is the gap between you and Mo Xiaolan." Ming Beilin looked her up and down. "When something happens, Mo Xiaolan's first reaction is to solve it instead of shirking responsibility. You can find a scapegoat today, but what about tomorrow and the day after tomorrow? You yourself are also an ugly imitator, and you are unbearable to look at. Do you think you can become Mo Xiaolan by imitating her in dress and behavior? No, it's impossible. The Demon Lord likes Mo Xiaolan, the unique person. No matter how much you look like her, you are just a clown, right, Lord Demon Lord."

Ruo Xiangsi's whole body felt as if it had been electrocuted. She turned around tremblingly. Mo Luofan stood there like a piece of wood. There was no doubt that he had heard and seen everything that had just happened.

"Your Majesty..."

Ruo Xiangsi took two steps back in fear: "How is it possible, you are not..."

"Do you think your little trick is powerful?" Mo Luofan smiled and said, "You are underestimating the tacit understanding that Beilin and I have developed over the years."

As early as when Ming Beilin was surrounded and beaten, he used the Thousand Mile Sound Transmission Technique to tell Mo Luofan about his siege. It happened that Mo Luofan wanted to investigate the rebels, so he asked him to pretend to be caught and follow the clues to find the real culprit. However, he did not expect that the instigator was Ruo Xiangsi.

So the two of them took advantage of the situation. Ming Beilin went into the Bihailin to divert attention, while Mo Luofan pretended to be captured by the medicine and arranged everything secretly. When Ming Beilin came back, they would catch him in one fell swoop.

"Ruo family..." Ruo Xiang wanted to rush out to find his people, but Mo Luofan stopped him by activating the Suzaku Linzhen: "Don't worry, I won't do anything to your people. I will answer your question just now."

"Problem?" Ruo Xiangsi suddenly thought of the problem between her and Mo Xiaolan?

"If it's Master..." Mo Luofan paused, then said, "If it's Mo Xiaolan, even if there are thousands of people standing behind her, she will take on the responsibility, but after taking on the responsibility, she will make up for it. She will do her best to make up for it. This is her."

Mo Luofan's eyes were full of light when he talked about Mo Xiaolan.

Considering the help Ruo Xiangsi had given him during this period, Mo Luofan finally decided to let her and her people go.

She could choose to take the Ruo family and retreat to the mountains like the Nightmare Clan, or she could stay in the Imperial City and serve him. However, since this incident had already happened once, he did not want it to happen a second time, so those who chose to stay in the Imperial City must swear an oath with blood that they would never betray the Demon Lord and the Imperial City for the rest of their lives, otherwise they would be punished by heaven and earth and would not die a good death.

In the end, some chose to stay in the imperial city and be loyal to the Demon Lord, while others chose to hide in the mountains and never enter the world again.

After this incident, Ruo Xiangsi also figured it out. Mo Luofan's love for Mo Xiaolan is beyond the reach of ordinary people. Even though Mo Xiaolan had done that, Mo Luofan still chose to believe that she had her own difficulties without hesitation, and was willing to make up the gap between them and stand by her side again.

This is not blind love, but trust that comes from being together day and night.

After understanding this, she did not feel relieved, but felt more tired. Giving up her love for Mo Luofan was a thousand times more painful for her than pursuing him, but she could only accept this cruel thing. Even if she had to bury this feeling deep in her heart forever, she had to pretend that she did not love him.

This is the only way to continue to stay by his side.

This way it won't disturb him.

-

After Jun Guhong woke up, he had been sent to the Ghost King's Palace. If it weren't for the injury on his shoulder reminding him that this was not a dream, he would have really regarded the past few months in the Demon World and the time he spent with Ming Beilin as just a dream he had experienced.

Inside the Ghost King's secret room, Ming Fan sat cross-legged on a crystal clear jade bed, with black smoke coming out of his body.

No matter how hard he tried to suppress it, he couldn't expel the black smoke from his body. Instead, it backfired on him, and red spiritual power flowed out of the corners of his mouth. The spiritual power disappeared as soon as it came into contact with the air.

Then there was a person inside, her face couldn't be seen clearly, and she was calling him.

Call him in the forest full of peach blossoms.

The fairy island on the blue sea called him.

Call him under the northern lights.

But he couldn't see him clearly, even though they were very close and could hear each other's voice, but he still couldn't see the man's face clearly.

"who are you?"

He grabbed her hand, and the person smiled at him faintly, her red lips slightly parted, but this time even no sound could be heard.

There was a sweet feeling in the throat, and then a mouthful of ghost power came out.

"Your Majesty!" Jun Guhong wanted to help him, but he couldn't get close to the jade bed.

"Ghost Doctor, Your Majesty's injury has lasted for so long, why hasn't it healed yet?"

"The Ghost King was injured by the evil beast's dagger made of evil spirits. The poisonous evil spirits invaded his body and corroded his body, and he was unable to expel them."

"Then is there any way to save him?"

"There are two ways." The ghost doctor said, "The first way may be a little difficult."

"Ghost Doctor, please speak."

"The first method is the divine blood of the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady. It is recorded in the ancient books of the world's strange stories that at the beginning, only a drop of the mysterious lady's blood could allow the spirit monsters to gain the power of eternal life and possess spiritual blood, so this mere evil blood is not worth mentioning compared to the divine blood."

Jun Guhong really wanted to strangle the ghost doctor in front of him to death. Just look at what he was saying. Who was the Goddess of the Nine Heavens? She was the god in the sky, the source of all life. For millions of years, except after that war, no one had ever seen the true face of the goddess. Even the legend about the trial gradually became a myth, mixed with eight parts of truth and falsehood. How could he obtain the blood of the gods?

"The second method is," said the ghost doctor, "Evil blood comes from evil beasts, which come from the demon clan. The ribs of the demon clan's nightmare clan that have survived since ancient times are where they keep the purest and most authentic demon spirits. If we can obtain their ribs, perhaps we can help the king get rid of the poison in his body."

"Nightmare Clan?"

“Yes.” The ghost doctor stroked his long snow-white beard, “It’s just that the Nightmare Clan has long since retreated, and there has been no news of them appearing in the past hundred years. Now the only surviving and known member of the Nightmare Clan is the Left Protector beside the Demon Lord.”

Jun Guhong retreated a few steps helplessly.

"What will happen to the Nightmare Clan without ribs?" he asked, "Will they die?"

"No, but they will gradually become paralyzed and become useless."

"Guhong." Mingfan called his name softly after regaining consciousness briefly.

Jun Guhong immediately took a step forward: "I'm here."

"I know what you did in the Demon Realm and what happened with the Left Protector."

Jun Guhong was startled and didn't dare to look up. He even put peace first and treated people sincerely under the Ghost King. He would never let him do such a sneaky thing. His behavior this time would definitely make the Ghost King angry and ashamed.

"Alas." Ming Fan sighed with difficulty, turned his head and looked at him, his face full of endless apologies: "I'm sorry, this matter originated from me. It was my fault that I didn't tell you the reason in time. My injury this time has nothing to do with the Demon Lord and the demons. I wanted to get involved in this muddy water on my own. It's a pity that I got you and the left protector involved."

"Isn't it that the king was injured by some new demon lord of the demon clan?"

"Although I was injured by the evil beast of the demon clan, it was not instructed by the Demon Lord. The evil beast will not listen to teachings. The only way to suppress the riot is to destroy it."

"Really?" Jun Guhong felt that the air in the secret room might be a little short. He couldn't breathe for a moment. After saying goodbye to Mingfan, he hurriedly left the secret room.

After breathing in the fresh air outside, my heart rate slowly slowed down.

He leaned against the wall weakly and slid down slowly until he sat on the ground: "Beilin."

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it was my fault. I planned this revenge plan without knowing the situation clearly.

I repeated this name in my mind at least a hundred times.

"Could this also be God's will?" Jun Guhong looked into the distance. The king can only be saved with Beilin's ribs. If Beilin loses his ribs, he will be paralyzed and cannot be the left protector of the Demon Lord. As a brother, I will take care of him all his life. If he is worried about the Demon World, I can do my best to maintain the relationship between the Ghost World and the Demon World.

"Yes, after everything is done, I will take him back to the mountains. It will be a pleasure to have a bosom friend by my side for the rest of my life."

All of this happened to be heard clearly by Qin Guang who came to report the military situation. Who is the Dark Guard King? He is the equivalent of the Deputy Ghost King. It can even be said that he is the person who defends the territory for the Ghost King.

The Ghost King does not like war and believes in peace. However, there are always some people in the world who like to provoke war. The Dark Guard King solves these problems for him, and the ghost world cannot do without him.

“You are worthy of being the Demon Lord. You have a good plan. You exchange the Left Protector for our King of Dark Guards.” His eyes were full of murderous intent. He wanted to step forward to stop Jun Guhong, but after thinking about it carefully, what could he do even if he grabbed Jun Guhong? He would still go for the Left Protector as soon as he had a chance. It would be better to start with the other person. As long as he was completely cut off, would he still worry that the King of Dark Guards would not change his mind?

Demonic world——

"Demon Lord, please find someone else. I really can't repair it." Ming Beilin sat on the ground, holding on to the pillar and refusing to let go.

Mo Luofan squatted down and looked him in the eye and said, "I can find you any material you want."

"Even if you search through all the rare weapons in the world, you will not be able to repair the Red Star Blue Cloud completely, unless you re-forge it and use it as the basis for making a new sword."

"No, this is the sword given to me by my master." Mo Luofan roared as if his reverse scale was touched.

"Then just leave it broken."

"Is there no other way?"

"No! Not at all. Do you think it's easy to forge a new sword based on it?" Ming Beilin said with his lips sealed: "Red Star Blue Cloud is a first-grade sword that is very close to a divine weapon. Mo Xiaolan also spent a lot of effort to find the magic weapon and almost exhausted two-thirds of his own cultivation to forge this sword. Although this sword is broken, its power cannot be underestimated. Ordinary tools can't repair it at all. The only way is to fuse it and forge a new sword."

He looked up at him and said, "With the sword-fighting secret manual of the demon clan, I am confident that I can use it as a basis to forge a new sword. But if you really want me to repair it, it's too difficult. I can't do it. You should ask someone else for help."

"Is it really true that I only have to practice with the new sword?" Mo Luofan looked a little aggrieved. He only wanted the original sword, which was given to him by his master.

"You can only practice with a new sword." Ming Beilin saw what he was thinking and consoled him, "Besides, even if you practice with a new sword, it still has the shadow of Scarlet Star and Blue Cloud. It's better than the tattered and useless sword you have now."

Merofan turned his head and looked at the broken sword in the casting furnace.